Just when I start trying to enjoy my freedom of bed rest, life happens. Saturday night (less than 48 hours of being off bed rest) comes and I think my water/amniotic fluids are starting to leak. Since I wasn’t sure, we call the hospital and they encourage us to come to labor and delivery. We arrive close to 8:00pm. Although I am now 4 cm dilated, my water had not broken and I was sent home.
Early Sunday morning around 1:30am, I start having contractions. Once again I start timing them. This time they are a little more strong and are four minutes apart. I was sick of false alarms so I wait two hours to see if they slow down. They don’t. I wake Milton up. He suggests we go in. I say I don’t want the nurses talking bad about me since we just left. We give them a call. We head to the hospital.
We arrive at the hospital at 5:00am. I am 5 cm dilated. They quickly let me know it’s time to have a baby. Whoa baby! The contractions really start to kick in, especially in my back. I’m talking real, genuine pain. They ask if I want an epidural. PLEASE AND THANK YOU! Shortly after, the best medicine God could invent gets entered in my back. Moments later I feel as if I can conquer the world. I am now 7 cm dilated but I feel no pain whatsoever. Life is wonderful. The nurse breaks my water. Time quickly goes by and I continue to dilate. Around 10:20am, they come in and say it’s almost time. They get the delivery team set up in my room. I start pushing around 11:15am – and at 11:32 our beautifully, wonderfully, joyful son was born! They positioned a mirror so I could watch the entire thing and I’m glad that I was able to witness every minute.
Like all previous mothers and fathers say -it’s an overwhelming feeling you’ll always remember. Neither Milton or I cried, but we were just so full of joy and excitement!
June 3, 2012
6 pounds, 7 ounces
19.5 inches long